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Communication was cut off, and Amanda Waller looked grim and scary in her war room.

Taking a deep breath, she opened another solo communication channel.

"I need an explanation.

Listening to the electronic noise on the other side of the headset, Amanda Waller asked in a low voice.

"what are you saying?"

Over the communication line, a strangely neutral voice came.

"You know these things can't be buried. You lied to me!"

Amanda Waller suddenly nearly yelled.

"Does Isoudare Shah Noon really exist? There are two vampire immortals hiding in the underground mausoleum. Why didn't you tell me?!"

Her eyebrows trembled a little, obviously suppressing the huge anger in her heart. This added variable made her feel as if she had fallen into a trap designed step by step, and she was playing this conspiracy routine. , it is something she is very familiar with, because she has played with too many people.She was used to being the one behind the scenes, despising the puppets and ignorant people below with the attitude of a high-ranking person, but she never thought that one day she would become one of these so-called puppets and ignorant people.

"Calm down, my friend."

This strange voice that sounded neither sad nor happy made Amanda Waller feel a chill for no reason at this time.

"I don't mean to tease you. Of course the magic lamp exists. Have you forgotten that I have shown you all the records in ancient documents? You know that all its legends and records have existed in the long history of human civilization. , countless people who knew the existence of the magic lamp once set out to search for Isodar Shah Noon. After countless iterations and research, all the clues finally pointed to that tomb. As for the true ancestor of the vampire"

The neutral voice paused and continued: "This just requires a little necessary sacrifice. As long as we get the magic lamp, no matter whether it is the true ancestor of the vampire or anything else, it will no longer be a threat to us. Could it be that Don’t you know yet, how many people are lurking in the darkness in this world? Even those aliens who are more terrifying than the true ancestors of vampires. They are like a tiger sleeping beside us humans and the earth, and they may be there at any time. It will wake up and devour the entire human civilization. Haven’t you been waiting for this opportunity for so many years of hard work?”

"Besides, it may not be a bad thing for the vampire ancestors to reappear. If they really wake up and cause huge damage and casualties in a short period of time, the Justice League will be completely attracted to them. There is no time to worry about anything else. That way, we will have enough time to prepare our wish list. And when the djinn appears and our wishes come true, the world will become better than before. It should not be said It is perfect. Unprecedented perfection. Vampires, superhumans, aliens, the Justice League, all disputes and disasters will all come to nothing under our desire to save the world, and the entire human civilization will usher in unprecedented peace and glory. .”

Although the words he spoke sounded like majestic words, but paired with the neutral voice, which was like stagnant water, it seemed even more weird.

"Waller, we are saving the world, and saving the world always involves paying a price and sacrifice, right?"

There was a low and mysterious laughter coming from the headset.Communication was interrupted.

"Of course, you will also be saved -"

""

Slowly lowering the arm supporting her chin, Amanda Waller's expression fell into a long silence.

the other side----

'Shet! '

Cursing secretly in his heart, Floyd's face became uncertain for a while, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.

Then, he opened the door and returned to the main hall of the church.

"Open his mouth."

Floyd said to Caitlin.

He nodded slightly mechanically, and as the ice and snow beauty raised her hand to point again, the ice covering Constantine's mouth miraculously melted away again.

"It seems you have reached an agreement with her."

Bruce glanced at the [Captain].

Floyd frowned, ignored Bruce, and asked Constantine.

"Now tell me, wizard, how to open the underground tomb and enter."

"You still want to do this even though I've told you the consequences?"

Constantine had a sneer on his face.

"You just tell us how to get in, or you die."

Floyd looked at the other person expressionlessly. He was not joking. He had done this depriving a person of his life hundreds of times.

"Aren't you afraid that if I die, Mephistopheles will descend from hell to the world? He will not allow accidents to happen to the true ancestor's mausoleum. Your souls will be harvested by him and you will be imprisoned in hell to suffer endless pain and torture."

Constantine looked unfazed.

"But you said that you cherish your own life more, right?"

Floyd stared at the other person and replied word for word.

"Okay. You win."

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Constantine said slowly: "But before that, I want to ask, what exactly do you want to find? So that you dare to take such a big risk, this is tantamount to A life-or-death adventure, what is it that attracts you that you are willing to drag down the entire human civilization? I can swear that what I just said is completely what I know, without a trace of fraud."

"You don't need to worry about this."

Freud interrupted Constantine rudely.

"okok, hehe"

Constantine half sneered and half said helplessly.

"You have to let me go. If you want to open the underground tomb, I must personally break the seal imposed on the underground barrier. Only I know the rules of its operation. I can say responsibly that I am the only one in the world." One person can open the seal of the true ancestor’s tomb.”

"Let go of you?"

Floyd thought for a moment, groped around in the pouch at his waist, and took out a silver-colored object that looked like a miniature button.

"Someone has thought very carefully and the relevant props have been prepared for you."

He sneered, walked forward, went around behind Constantine, stretched out his hand to pinch the button with his index finger and thumb, and then pressed hard on the skin area of ​​Constantine's cervical spine that moved slightly upward.

A magical scene happened. Under Freud's strong pressure, the silver button seemed to be stimulated and awakened by a mechanical worm. It quickly extended a circle of extremely small and sharp joints and broke open easily. It penetrated Constantine's skin, and with his slight muffled sound, the button-shaped device, which was only half the size of his little fingernail, penetrated into Constantine's flesh and blood like a living thing, and as a little blood seeped into it, Come out and disappear.

"Nano-bug structure bomb, this is the latest technological method on the market, Archmage, you are lucky enough to enjoy it."

Freud whispered in Constantine's ear.

"It will burrow into your cerebral cortex. Although it is only a little big, as long as it receives the self-destruct command, it will explode your head like a watermelon!"

"Its signal interaction capability is also extremely sensitive. If you enter the range of some abnormal magnetic fields and interfere with signal reception, then it will also follow its initial settings and form self-destruction after half an hour, causing your Use your head to feel what it was like when the universe was first formed."

"It's going to explode. Is it necessary to say it so mysteriously?"

Constantine retorted stiffly.

"hehe"

Floyd took a few steps back and shook his head.

"You better not think I'm trying to scare you or kid you."

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers to Killer Frost Caitlin who was standing not far away.

"Unfreeze him."

After hearing Deadshot's instructions, the ice beauty with a dull look raised her hand and pointed at Constantine. The ice breath escaped from her arm and filled the air. Several people present could see the ice that wrapped around Constantine. The solid ice quickly melted away like ordinary ice cubes.

"Stay vigilant."

Bruce's deep voice warned Harley Quinn beside him.

Constantine, who had regained his mobility, twisted his neck, dusted off his water-stained windbreaker, and glanced around at the people present.

"Hand over that knife in your hand."

Freud demanded unceremoniously.

"And the piece of cloth wrapped around your hand."

He had seen it with his own eyes last night. This piece of rag like a rag, caught a few knives and cut through the blood clan's holy weapon [Slaughter Angel] of the Hellfire Array.Considering that Constantine’s strange behavior before facing the attack of [Slaughter Angel], he would not think that it came from Constantine’s own power, so there is no doubt that the key item that caused this result was nothing else. , it can only be this inconspicuous piece of cloth. Although it is difficult for Freud to imagine and believe that this kind of thing has any magical and unique qualities, but dealing with a being like Constantine who plays with witchcraft and magic, even if It was weird, and he had to try to accept it.

"Oh? Believe me, you can't bear the influence of the 'Moses Commandments'. Do you think anyone can use the Holy Cloth? But you are indeed smarter than I thought. Yes, the reason why I can take it I came to [Slay Angel] because I relied on the power of the saint."

After thinking for a moment, Constantine said with a mocking look on his face.

"I said, bring it."

Freud obviously did not believe this piece of nonsense from Constantine.

"OKok, since you don't believe me, then try to see if you can hold this holy cloth and [Angel Killer] yourself, as long as you don't blow my head off."

Seeing that the 'dissuasion' was ineffective, Constantine shrugged and took a few steps forward. Under Floyd's somewhat vigilant expression, he simply handed the unparalleled weapon in his hand, including the wrapping cloth, to the hands of the deadly shooter.

Seeing the constant mocking expression on the other person's face, Floyd's eyes flashed with thought for a moment, but he still took it over.

However, then his left hand, which was holding the piece of cloth and [Slaughtering Angel], suddenly began to tremble violently like a convulsion.

Bruce beside him suddenly felt something bad.

"Floyd, throw it away right now!"

He roared, but before he could finish his words, Floyd's left arm suddenly spontaneously ignited and a fierce golden flame erupted.

"Uh!"

His eyes suddenly widened, and his expression quickly distorted.Even this battle-hardened veteran seemed unable to endure this sudden pain.

"what--"

Floyd's right hand pinched his left arm, and the painful howl rose into the sky, which was horrifying, as if the sound was seeing hell.

This huge movement undoubtedly alerted the Weather Wizard Mark and Boomerang Captain George who were on patrol outside. The two quickly opened the door and rushed in. They were stunned for half a second when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Quick! Floyd, throw it away!"

Bruce stepped forward and rushed in front of Deadshot.

"I can not do it!"

Floyd arched his body and groaned in pain, stretching his arms straight forward. His words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. The golden flames spread rapidly on his arms, and he saw that they were spreading all over his body. the trend of.

With a sharp frown, Bruce took the Holy Relic Cloth and the Killing Angel from his hand very decisively.

And at the moment when he grabbed the Holy Relic Cloth and the Killing Angel in his hands, the dark knight suddenly discovered that a white light began to rise rapidly from his field of vision, peeling him away from the original reality, and he was in a trance. , he seemed to have experienced a period of movement and shuttle - when the reference object appeared in his field of vision again, he found a huge, majestic mountain peak that could even be said to be as if it was inserted into the sky, standing in front of him.